A/N: I like Briarlight. She was determined to be a warrior, but the tree had crushed her dreams. Judging by every cat treating her perfectly and plainly pampering her, especially Millie, I assume for her to be a little spoiled. She had always had a crush on Jayfeather, and I wondered how he would react to that, due to him already loving Half Moon.

Briarlight hobbled around the Medicine Den, mouth curved in a silent smile.
"More exercise keeps you healthy!"
"Keep it up, Briarlight!"
"You're doing well."
Jayfeather actually had encouraged her! Lately, the grumpy rather handsome Tom would improve on his mood, smiling in his sleep, murmuring to himself, greeting other cats- the sort. The clan was astonished by this, and so was Briarlight.
I have a chance now! She thought to herself. While the Tom was in a cheerful mood, she could- could confess. Leafpool had broken the code, so why not? It'd probably be fun to break the code, and to have the satisfaction to break a promise made by her to Millie. Gosh, her mother cared too much for her. Blossomfall visited regularly, and Briarlight was glad for that, but she could still detect a sense of longing and desire for a mother's love. And she gossiped about Stormcloud all along. Bumblestripe didn't visit at all. When Briarlight could see, he was following Dovewing everywhere. Graystripe hardly visited, but still visited, bringing fresh-kill with him. Millie- no words.
But Jayfeather.
He worked in the corner, treating cats, healing them, doing whatever, muttering, murmuring-
Perfect.
We were meant for eachother! Briarlight was getting excited, he's blind- I'm crippled! What's wrong with that? We live together everyday, we could be mates already!
Tomorrow.

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"Psst, Jayfeather!"
Briarlight prodded Jayfeather, who was taking one of his afternoon naps. "Jayfeather! Wake up! I need to tell you something special!"
The tom moaned a little, but budged and crouched up in his nest.
"Nothing.. Wasn't there..." He muttered, yawning. Briarlight pricked her ears. So handsome!
"What's the deal?" Jayfeather asked, "legs hurting or something?"

"No," Briarlight whispered excitedly, "something better than that!"
"Well," the Tom mewed, "it better be important then. And hurry."
Briarlight could barely keep her excitement.

"Jayfeather... I love you." She breathed, reaching her muzzle out. Surprise overtook her when she realized that the medicine cat wasn't touching his muzzle to her's.
"Jayfeather?" Briarlight flicked her ear, "what's wrong? I love you."
The tom stayed silent.
"Jayfeather-"

"No, Briarlight," the husky mew of the Tom replied, " I do not break the Codes."
"B-but-" Briarlight's mouth gaped, why isn't he agreeing? The Code means nothing! "you were supposed to be-become m-my mate!"
"I do not," the tom growled, "Briarlight, stop."
That was when Briarlight lost it.

"You're seeing another she-cat! You are supposed to be my mate!" she hiss-wailed. Jayfeather growled at her, doing a shush.
No.
Was that hesitation in his eyes?
NO! WE WERE MADE FOR EACHOTHER! HE CANNOT HAVE THAT SHE-CAT!
Growling, Briarlight turned around, trying to spot the 'she-cat'.
"Who is she?!" Briarlight hissed.
"Briarlight, it's no use. And you may return to the Warriors Den now." Jayfeather growled irritatingly as he padded out.

As the adreline from her impulse drained away, Briarlight slumped and sobbed onto the cold ground.
I want him. We were destined to be together.